She was dressed richly, but very simply.

Everything about her room betokened wealth; but she had put away the French novels, and had placed a Bible on a little table, not quite hidden, behind her own seat.

The long lustrous lock was tucked up, but the diamonds were still upon her fingers.

She fully intended to make a conquest of her future mother-in-law and sister-in-law;--for the note which had come up to her from the India Office had told her that Augusta would accompany Lady Fawn.

"Augusta is my favourite sister," said the enamoured lover, "and I hope that you two will always be friends." Lizzie, when she had read this, had declared to herself that of all the female oafs she had ever seen, Augusta Fawn was the greatest oaf.